He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. The doctor walked over to the bed, folded his arms across his chest and stared down into the unabashed eyes of his patient. Wood's dwelling,—a plain, substantial, commodious farm-house. "Women are always balling up and muddling clean cases. "He hears me not! he's gone!" she added, as the door was opened and shut with violence; "something tells me I shall never see him again!" When her father, a moment afterwards, issued from the parlour to ascertain the cause of the noise, he found her seated on the stairs, in an agony of grief.
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